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8. Sojourner. ;p

[8.] How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?

As tight as a factory sealed jar.  Sojourner has never been the affectionate type and really doesn’t have any sense of romantic desire. Doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love the people in his life but he tends to display his emotions in a more unconventional or ‘rugged’ way. He’ll usually joke around or even poke at someone he’s close with to show his affection, and will spend time with them showing his love through his companionship. But the times that he’s said the words ‘I love you’ have been few and far in between and seldom meant romantically.  … Unless he’s intoxicated, in that case he is overtly affectionate and has a much looser tongue, he might even feel inspired to tell anyone just how much he loves them.

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✉️ for Spectre! 👀

[ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ?

Many letters written, none ever sent.

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Tibs 🍻

🍻 what kind of drunk are they ?

Tiberius: (he scowls as he puts his hands on his hips) Why the fuck do you wanna know that? What kinda dumb fucking question is that?! (Seth came forward quickly, being immediately curious what was the newest his grandson was being angry and embarrassed) Seth: Oooooh, don't want to talk about your drunken escapades, hm? Tiberius: THEY DON'T NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THAT SHIT! Seth: Oh no one NEEDS to know about such things, Tibby (they give Tiberius a playful pat on the head before grinning widely)... But they want to! And since you will not answer. I will! Tiberius: NO! Seth: Tiberius here is a sloppy ass drunk! He has a few drinks and he's GONE!

Tiberius: (his face has gone red from embarrassment and is now growling angrily) THAT'S NOT TRUE! I-I just get a little loose and relaxed! That's all! I'm not sloppy! Shut up! Seth: Ah, yes, I'd totally call you tripping over your own feet, your words and spilling drinks and your body over anything and everything relaxed. But hey! At least you're a lot more chummy after a few drinks, you laugh at everything! Tiberius: (He says nothing, just continuing to growl as his face goes a shade deeper red. His fists shaking as he glares at his grandfather)

Seth: Heck, him getting all drunk on his birthday is the reason Fae didn't make any posts for him! She was nice enough not to post any pictures because somebody got waaaaay too drunk. What a bore, but thankfully I have some photos on my phone and I'll happily show them off to- Tiberius: DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!!! (he quickly pounces on his grandfather and attempts to snatch the phone) Fae: OKAY UH-let's call this post here folks! Answers were said and embarrassment was had, but no pictures will be posted of said drunken nights! So let's not fight anymore guys!

Seth: I'd hardly call this a fight, honey. Just my grandson having a bit of a tantru-OW!! WATCH MY SPINES! Tiberius: LET'S SEE WHO LOOKS SLOPPY NOW, OLD MAN!

Fae: OKAY-END OF POST! BYE!

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💤 Spectre

[ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ?

Spectre usually sleeps on his back with his arms to the side in a ‘soldier’ sleeping position. He also sleeps with little to no sort of sleep wear as he doesn’t like the feeling of being constrained as he sleeps. He rarely dreams or remembers his dreams ,to his benefit, as when he does dream they leave him with restless nights. 

Although… sometimes… He gets to sleep with the company of a certain little hedgehog that makes his nights, and even his dreams, a bit sweeter~♡

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Locke

[1.] What’s the lie your character says most often?

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”

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🧨Sabre

[ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ?

Sabre can be hard to get a strong emotional reaction out of, but nothing gets under his skin more than blatant ignorance, especially when it’s directed toward the Lost Tribe. Sabre will bite his tongue on a lot of things for the sake of diplomacy, but when he hears someone attempt to mischaracterize his tribe as uncivilized or savages he will stand his ground in a heated debate. He can’t and won’t tolerate bigotry of any kind and will be the first to speak up about it often in civil conversation, but he’ll draw the line of civility at his tribe, being a strong advocate for his people.

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Chikki: Spooky stories you say? Oooh how exciting~! Curious to know if Morgan has any interesting stories? Considering her insight on the more spookier side of things hehe

Morgan: Me, huh? Hm... Alright... I've got a couple of freaky stories, but this one came to mind first. Guess it's cause it made the biggest impact on me.

Ever since I could remember I always had very big 'feelings' about things, I didn't understand as a kid. Couldn't even begin to explain them to people. Just I'd strong feelings about things. Places, people, even objects. And whenever they felt 'bad' to me, I'd start kicking and screaming. Wouldn't wanna be anywhere near it and I couldn't understand why. I just learned to suck it up as I got older. I'd still be tense as fuck but at least I wouldn't be kicking up a fuss like I would as a kid. You could imagine learning about the topic of clairvoyance and psychic-abilities made shit make sense for me... but I didn't really learn that stuff at that point of my life. In fact I'm pretty sure it was this moment that started my steps into learning about psychic stuff.

I was early teens... fourteen, I think. I was with my group of friends, we were a close-knit bunch. I would call them my coven. Silly, I know. In that time, there was a super old warehouse, heck it was the only one left. Nowadays there isn't anything like warehouses on our island. Too much space for one building, it also didn't help that it was apparently a magnet for accidents. So many workers got injured on the job there. As a result, this one was going to be wrecked down soon. This didn't stop folks from sneaking in and exploring, trashing the place, whatever shit they wanted to do. That included my friends too, it was a weekend, at my parents place and we had the place to ourselves.

One of my more adventurous friends, lets call her.... Joyce. She suggested we go to explore the warehouse while we have a few hours to ourselves. Now you'd think I wasn't the type to want to explore some abandoned place but you know, teenagers and all. So of course we agreed and left, flashlights in hand.

I won't bore you with the trip there or any of the gossip or whatever... but I'll say this. The minute we got close enough to the warehouse. That feeling came back, strong. The one I've forced myself to ignore and not react to, and it was hard not to this time. I wasn't even in it before I had the instinct to runaway... of course I didn't, teenagers will be teenagers.

When we got in, we decided to split up. I hated that we did that but again, teenagers... I was with Joyce. To be honest I think at the time I was with her to give me some more confidence about being there. The deeper we went into that warehouse, the worst I felt on the inside. It was like my gut was screaming at my to run away and get the hell out of there. Shit, you have any idea how often I'd fight a scream at every little thing I'd jump and see? Even Joyce thought it was weird how jumpy I was. I'm just not really like that, if I can help it anyway...

I don't know how it happened, maybe it was Joyce being her usual adventurous self and wandered away, maybe me being all freaked out got me distracted and I got separated but either way. I got lost and wound up all alone. And I wasn't handling it well. At that point, everything I was feeling, that I was hearing. It intensified now that I was alone. I could've sworn I heard a low whispering, it wasn't clear. I could never understand what it was. No matter how further I was toward it...

The presence I felt in that place, it was horrible. Every step deeper I took it made all the fur on my body stand on edge. At that age, I had never encountered such a powerful feeling that I got from anything. I still couldn't tell what it was... at least, not until I saw. It. To this day, I could never what it was. A dark spirit. A demon... or perhaps something that was actually there, but I was just the one that was unfortunate enough to see it. But there was something there. Staring at me with disgusting red eyes, a bloodied smile. Half it's body peeking around the corner of a corridor and outstretching a long arm, gesturing for me to approach before vanishing around the corner.

Even though I couldn't see it. I knew it was there, whether it's presence lingered all around this place or it was wishing to torment me. Following me as I ran, screaming for my friends. I couldn't take being in there anymore. I wanted all of us to leave. It didn't feel safe and I couldn't be damned if my friends wanted a 'fun' time, I'd rather us safe. We all eventually made it back out to the front, all of them asking me what was wrong... I couldn't tell them. I knew well enough I'd sound crazy, but at that moment I just kept sobbing and screaming at them that we needed to leave, that there was something bad in there. Joyce being... Joyce, wanted to turn back, saying how it was likely 'not a big deal' and I just 'got a little spooked'. But I wasn't having any of it. I practically held onto her, screaming, almost begging her not to. It finally got through to her that I didn't want ANYONE going in there and we left... but the mood was off from me the whole night, even though my friends tried to cheer me up. I just wound up passing out quickly, thankfully not being ravaged by anymore nightmares.

I wished this is where the story ended but...no...

The next morning, we noticed Joyce was missing... Now, due the times. Not everyone panicked the very second she was gone. My friends just assuming she got bored waiting for the rest of us to wake up, or even went home early. But when it was late morning, and still no sign of her, and even us calling her own parents and finding out she wasn't home... I had a bad feeling again. I wanted to believe she wouldn't go against what I had asked, that she wouldn't willingly ignore my warnings and concerns all because she was bored or curious... But I knew Joyce too well... I hoped and hoped that she had just been careless and wondered off elsewhere, or went to see another friend. Anything but the warehouse. But when we mentioned her interest in the warehouse... that's where they found her. She was dead... I-... I don't want to dwell on the details. I will only say they eventually deemed it an accidental death... a strange one. I couldn't shake the feeling though, that that thing had something to do with it. The way it was so insistent on me following it, the way the entire place gave me a disgustingly awful feeling. It couldn't have been for nothing. And the idea that this place, even when full of workers, had been full of accidents? Too much of a coincidence if I felt such a presence. It just felt like that it was wanting to lure someone into a trap, another accident and this time, no one was around to help... Our group was not the same after Joyce died... and after that, I had a new view on my abilities... that perhaps they weren't just to torture me... even if I still had to suffer the loss of a friend.

Since then, I've made sure whenever I've had any feeling close to what I felt that night... That I make sure people stay the fuck away.

At least until I can deal with it.

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33. Seth 

How do they greet someone they dislike / hate? Theodore: I think I'll answer this, if Seth were here. He'd likely just try and list all the colourful insults he's given in his life. That might take a while. (he softly chuckles as he adjusts the grip on his cane)

Theodore: Most people would think since Seth is a lil' sasspot that it'd be hard to tell when he likes or dislikes people. But that's not at all true, and i've seen it myself first hand.

Theodore: He's a teaser and he'll say a lot of things that might be seen as hurtful and I- (clears his throat and awkwardly laughs) I will have to remind him that not everyone is aware that they might take his words to heart. But he'll usually say everything with a smile and a breezy attitude, that playful sass that most people recognise from him.

Theodore: But when he comes across those he doesn't like, that playfulness drops and that usual mischief becomes malice. He doesn't smile, he doesn't joke. He just frowns and stares them down, goes right for the neck with his words. Whether he just goes straight to insulting them or calling them curse words, or ripping them to shreds verbally.

Theodore: So if Seth is still, staring you down and goes straight to calling you a colourful name with no build-up... Yeah, you're on his blacklist.

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Chikki: Spooky stories you say? Oooh how exciting~! Curious to know if Morgan has any interesting stories? Considering her insight on the more spookier side of things hehe

Morgan: Me, huh? Hm... Alright... I've got a couple of freaky stories, but this one came to mind first. Guess it's cause it made the biggest impact on me.

Ever since I could remember I always had very big 'feelings' about things, I didn't understand as a kid. Couldn't even begin to explain them to people. Just I'd strong feelings about things. Places, people, even objects. And whenever they felt 'bad' to me, I'd start kicking and screaming. Wouldn't wanna be anywhere near it and I couldn't understand why. I just learned to suck it up as I got older. I'd still be tense as fuck but at least I wouldn't be kicking up a fuss like I would as a kid. You could imagine learning about the topic of clairvoyance and psychic-abilities made shit make sense for me... but I didn't really learn that stuff at that point of my life. In fact I'm pretty sure it was this moment that started my steps into learning about psychic stuff.

I was early teens... fourteen, I think. I was with my group of friends, we were a close-knit bunch. I would call them my coven. Silly, I know. In that time, there was a super old warehouse, heck it was the only one left. Nowadays there isn't anything like warehouses on our island. Too much space for one building, it also didn't help that it was apparently a magnet for accidents. So many workers got injured on the job there. As a result, this one was going to be wrecked down soon. This didn't stop folks from sneaking in and exploring, trashing the place, whatever shit they wanted to do. That included my friends too, it was a weekend, at my parents place and we had the place to ourselves.

One of my more adventurous friends, lets call her.... Joyce. She suggested we go to explore the warehouse while we have a few hours to ourselves. Now you'd think I wasn't the type to want to explore some abandoned place but you know, teenagers and all. So of course we agreed and left, flashlights in hand.

I won't bore you with the trip there or any of the gossip or whatever... but I'll say this. The minute we got close enough to the warehouse. That feeling came back, strong. The one I've forced myself to ignore and not react to, and it was hard not to this time. I wasn't even in it before I had the instinct to runaway... of course I didn't, teenagers will be teenagers.

When we got in, we decided to split up. I hated that we did that but again, teenagers... I was with Joyce. To be honest I think at the time I was with her to give me some more confidence about being there. The deeper we went into that warehouse, the worst I felt on the inside. It was like my gut was screaming at my to run away and get the hell out of there. Shit, you have any idea how often I'd fight a scream at every little thing I'd jump and see? Even Joyce thought it was weird how jumpy I was. I'm just not really like that, if I can help it anyway...

I don't know how it happened, maybe it was Joyce being her usual adventurous self and wandered away, maybe me being all freaked out got me distracted and I got separated but either way. I got lost and wound up all alone. And I wasn't handling it well. At that point, everything I was feeling, that I was hearing. It intensified now that I was alone. I could've sworn I heard a low whispering, it wasn't clear. I could never understand what it was. No matter how further I was toward it...

The presence I felt in that place, it was horrible. Every step deeper I took it made all the fur on my body stand on edge. At that age, I had never encountered such a powerful feeling that I got from anything. I still couldn't tell what it was... at least, not until I saw. It. To this day, I could never what it was. A dark spirit. A demon... or perhaps something that was actually there, but I was just the one that was unfortunate enough to see it. But there was something there. Staring at me with disgusting red eyes, a bloodied smile. Half it's body peeking around the corner of a corridor and outstretching a long arm, gesturing for me to approach before vanishing around the corner.

Even though I couldn't see it. I knew it was there, whether it's presence lingered all around this place or it was wishing to torment me. Following me as I ran, screaming for my friends. I couldn't take being in there anymore. I wanted all of us to leave. It didn't feel safe and I couldn't be damned if my friends wanted a 'fun' time, I'd rather us safe. We all eventually made it back out to the front, all of them asking me what was wrong... I couldn't tell them. I knew well enough I'd sound crazy, but at that moment I just kept sobbing and screaming at them that we needed to leave, that there was something bad in there. Joyce being... Joyce, wanted to turn back, saying how it was likely 'not a big deal' and I just 'got a little spooked'. But I wasn't having any of it. I practically held onto her, screaming, almost begging her not to. It finally got through to her that I didn't want ANYONE going in there and we left... but the mood was off from me the whole night, even though my friends tried to cheer me up. I just wound up passing out quickly, thankfully not being ravaged by anymore nightmares.

I wished this is where the story ended but...no...

The next morning, we noticed Joyce was missing... Now, due the times. Not everyone panicked the very second she was gone. My friends just assuming she got bored waiting for the rest of us to wake up, or even went home early. But when it was late morning, and still no sign of her, and even us calling her own parents and finding out she wasn't home... I had a bad feeling again. I wanted to believe she wouldn't go against what I had asked, that she wouldn't willingly ignore my warnings and concerns all because she was bored or curious... But I knew Joyce too well... I hoped and hoped that she had just been careless and wondered off elsewhere, or went to see another friend. Anything but the warehouse. But when we mentioned her interest in the warehouse... that's where they found her. She was dead... I-... I don't want to dwell on the details. I will only say they eventually deemed it an accidental death... a strange one. I couldn't shake the feeling though, that that thing had something to do with it. The way it was so insistent on me following it, the way the entire place gave me a disgustingly awful feeling. It couldn't have been for nothing. And the idea that this place, even when full of workers, had been full of accidents? Too much of a coincidence if I felt such a presence. It just felt like that it was wanting to lure someone into a trap, another accident and this time, no one was around to help... Our group was not the same after Joyce died... and after that, I had a new view on my abilities... that perhaps they weren't just to torture me... even if I still had to suffer the loss of a friend.

Since then, I've made sure whenever I've had any feeling close to what I felt that night... That I make sure people stay the fuck away.

At least until I can deal with it.

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Rhett 🎀

Rhett: My main love language?... Hmm. Wait-weren't those made obsolete or something? Pretty sure Lance was rambling about that- Morgan: (chuckles softly) Dad-It's just a fun question. Don't get all philosophical right now. 🙄 If it makes you feel better, don't try to stick to those 5 terms, just how do you feel you show your love best?

Rhett: Hm... I really like spending time and doing things with people I care about. Just even being in their space makes me happy. I especially like having one on one time with people. I'd always try to do that with my wife, the kiddos, anyone in my family really.

Johnathan: Awr... 🥹 That makes a lot of what you did with us as kids so much more wholesome! Coal: You always did try to make effort into having us do stuff as a family... even if it was hard with us all together. (awkwardly laughs)

Rhett: Pft- because having three kids wasn't enough, you three were a special flavour of challenging for MANY reasons... but I wouldn't swap those experiences for anything. Morgan: You'd do a lot with us though, together or alone. I still love going to Wine & Charcuterie events here with you. Always a fun time. 💜

Johnathan: I remember when we'd go to those carnivals when we were kids, I was too scared to go on the rollercoasters and you'd stay with me. We'd go to the sideshow alley and win a bunch of stuff, I always felt better. Coal: Ain't you still scared of rollerco-(is suddenly kicked in the shin) AGH!! Ugh-...But man, I remember when you took me to my first rock show dad, god that was a wild night for me. Rhett: (lets out a very fatherly chuckle) Awr... you kids gonna get me all teary in a second. (He's suddenly hugged by all three of his grown kids, who start giggling the moment they notice he's tearing up) Aghhhhhhh- Coal, Morgan and Johnathan: Love you dad! ❤️💜💛

Rhett: (is now officially crying) You kids did this to meeeee, I hope you're happyyyyyyy.

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Seeing the fun facts made me curious about something...! Has Athair ever popped up in Haven in a way that scared you guys too much? If it's more than once, what was the moment you guys think is the funniest?~ (This is for any victim who wants to answer!)

Sojourner: Ugh.. That man is such a nuisance! He’s always showing up in the absolute most inconvenient of times, I swear he does this shit deliberately at this point. While at first it was.. unsettling, we’ve grown accustomed to his surprise visits over the years.

Although… there was one night we were watching some sort of ghost horror movie, and my son well, he can be a bit.. sensitive at times, can get real anxious about things, and those kinds of movies just make him all sorts of a nervous wreck.

Half-way through the film he starts getting really antsy over the plot, even shaking in his seat.. and that’s the exact moment Athair decides to phase into the room in his astral projected form! I’m sure Thunderhawk’s soul left his body in that moment, got scared so bad he jumped out of the couch and ran out the room in a full blown panic…  -he stifles a laugh reminiscent of the memory- He um.. did not have a good time… but I thought it was quite hilarious! ...although I doubt he’d agree.  -he chuckles- 

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Fae: It was Chases' birthday a few days ago, got a bit distracted silly me! Here's a lil pic from his treat, birthday pancakes!! Courtesy of Coal! Chase: BETTER THAN ANY CAKE, FUCK YEAAAAAH!!!!

Coal: Was my pleasure, although Cedar was disappointed that he didn't get to back. Had to make him a batch too. (Chuckles but then looks to Fae, smirking) Not the first time you got distracted and forgot birth dates, aint' that right, Fae?

Fae: Nyeh- Coal please I already said I was sorry to you and to Tibs, I was busy last month, okay? Please-

Coal: Pft-take it easy. I really don't care. (leans against the counter) Besides I don't think I would've wanted any photos-

Chase: Oooooh, Uncle Coal got wasteeeeeed! (laughs)

Coal: Shut it and eat your pancakes-

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For @year-of-the-echidna's prompt 'Magic' have a budding demigod echidna guardian!

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🧠 sent to telepathically overhear one of your muse's thoughts! 👀

(Seems that the universe has decided to focus on Chase for this moment of telepathy...sadly he doesn't ever have only ONE thought)

Chase has a lot going through his head, especially when he's stuck at his desk doing paperwork

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WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS

What’s the lie your character says most often?

How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?

What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?

What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?

What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?

How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?

Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?

What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?

If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?

What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

When do they fake a smile? How often?

How do they put out a candle?

What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?

What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?

What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?

Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?

What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?

Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?

What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?

What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?

What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?

Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?

What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?

How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?

What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?

What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?

How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?

When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?

When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?

If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?

How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?

How do they greet someone they like / love?

What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?

Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?

What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?

What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?

How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?

What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?

If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?

What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?

What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?

What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?

Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?

Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?

Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?

What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?

What’s a phrase they say a lot?

Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?

Who would / do they believe without question?

What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?

If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?

What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?

How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?

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ABC HEADCANON PROMPTS featuring a mix of silly and more serious character development questions. send HEADCANON + send letters or spell something in the poster's inbox.

[ A ] Does your muse give good advice ? On what subjects ? [ B ] What bores your muse ? What are they like when bored ? [ C ] What colors does your muse like to wear ? [ D ] Does your muse drive ? How are they behind the wheel ? [ E ] What is one of your muse's embarrassing memories ? [ F ] Does your muse get frightened easily ? Of what ? [ G ] What is the best gift your muse has ever received ? [ H ] What is your muse's home like ? Has it always been like that ? [ I ] What inspires your muse ? [ J ] Does your muse like to joke ? What is their sense of humor ? [ K ] What was your muse's first kiss like ? [ L ] What kind of music does your muse listen to ? [ M ] What motivates your muse ? [ N ] What does your muse take note of when meeting people ? [ O ] Is your muse afraid of getting old ? How do they view aging ? [ P ] Does your muse like poetry ? [ Q ] Does your muse like the quiet ? Why or why not ? [ R ] In what ways does your muse show restraint ? [ S ] How does your muse take surprises ? Do they like surprising others ? [ T ] Does you muse have any secret talents ? [ U ] Who in your muse's life understands them the most ? [ V ] What is your muse's dream vacation ? [ W ] Does your muse drink water regularly ? [ X ] Does your muse have an xbox ? Do they like to game ? [ Y ] What does your muse yearn for ? [ Z ] What would your muse be like in a zombie apocalypse ?

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⌜Guardian Fun Facts⌟

@charleecat-bat Figured I’d spread the love of that sweet sweet headcanon lore to boost your spirits ^^ so here’s some fun little tidbits of the boys. 

Fun facts about some of  the Brotherhood of Guardians: 

Locke:  

Big history and archeology nerd and will give you a whole TedTalk if you ask him the simplest of questions about it, he’s just passionate and doesn’t know when to stop yapping about it. 

Because of his passion for ancient echidna history he’s gotten really into crafting, mostly making his own clothing and leather working, inspired by the old echidna tribes along with his own flair. 

Has a sad boy playlist he listens to in his private time to be in his feelings (Coldplay just resonates with him) Generally his music tastes are rather… basic, some would say, but he doesn’t mind. 

Has a secret love affair with another noble man but shhh… homie is just hungry for affection tbh.

Sabre:

Growing up in the Lost Tribe often leaves him feeling like a fish out of water even after years of living on Island, tending to have more naturalistic habits and preferences.

Has a more specialized diet for his health and also personal taste, will gravitate more to organic foods and will rarely eat meat unless fresh. Generally dislikes overly processed foods.

Is generally more open minded in comparison to his peers, open to trying new experiences even if it’s something his family would not favor. Has even gotten a tattoo somewhere he keeps hidden. 

He has a big love for music especially fond of psychedelic rock and reggae, often times he’s playing music in his quarters as his main form of entertainment. 

Athair:

Even though he’s not a Guardian and lives with the Lost Tribe he still manages to visit either through astral projection or in person (although the ladder being more rare) will often come on a random day completely unannounced (to his family’s and mostly his son’s dismay lol).

He’s incredibly openminded and willing to try anything at least once, loving to experience new things and learn things kinesthetically.

No stranger to physical touch and affection, will always greet anyone with a tight hug and peck on the cheek, also has no concept of ‘personal space’.

Janelle-Li:

She’s a high energy girlie, never skipping a beat she loves to stay active wether in her work or in her personal life, always chasing the ‘what’s next’.

She’s incredibly charismatic and one of the most successful Guardians because of it. She had no trouble making friends and even having difficult conversations with a cool sense of diplomacy.

Out of all the suiters that came her way she had no interest in them, instead falling in love with some dork she ran into by chance, while he thought he was way out of her league she was infatuated with him and would be the one pursuing him romantically, eventually asking him for his hand in marriage. 

Has a bit of a secret sweet tooth, something that she bonds with her great grandfather over. The two often having secret late night sweet runs to get ice cream or some other sweet treat available. 

Thunderhawk:

Big family man, has a big love for his family above anything else, making it a personal responsibility to take care of his family’s physical and mental wellbeing. Has a big heart in general and loves to care for others.

LOVES disco music, keeps a good playlist of 80’s pop and disco jams that he listens to while working or cooking, can’t help but break into a little dance or sing along especially while cooking.

He likes to cook for others and is usually the one to cook on base. He believes that cooking is a great way to bring people together and elevate spirits.

He has a more effeminate demeanor to him, and while he’s generally gentle natured, his Guardian training makes him a force to be reckoned with to anyone that undermines his kindness for weakness. 

Sojourner:

Don’t let him cook. EVER. Can’t cook for shit and does not have a refined pallet, he’s perfectly comfortable eating some processed garbage or even MREs. Is also known to l also peel the crust off his sandwich bread, and have a glass of milk with any meal. 

Although he sucks at cooking he really enjoys grilling meat and is the one thing he can do exceptionally well since it’s his favorite thing to eat. Will throw down on the BBQ just don’t ask him to make any sides lol. 

Is the ONLY person that can get away with joking or pranking his father and is 100% comfortable doing it, while he might get some consequences, it doesn’t deter him from poking at his father to try to get a reaction from him. 

While he’s not one for physical or even romantic affection he’ll get incredibly cuddly in his sleep and is known to be more clingy and affectionate when intoxicated (he will never admit it though lol) 

Spectre:

Has a BIG sweet tooth, tries to keep it a secret but sometimes he can’t help himself to any treats he finds (he may have sabotaged a family gathering or two by eating the dessert early).

Even though he’s not great at displaying his emotions he loves his family immensely and will always try to be there to support and do right by them. Often expressing his affection physically rather than verbally.

Relatively open-minded and not one to be judgmental of others, if it’s not hurting anyone or themselves he couldn’t care less what others do in their personal life, especially including his family.

While he’s not much of a talker he’s a great listener, will actively listen and take in what other’s are saying and help provide insight if needed but is also just happy to just be an open ear.

Secretly plays the piano in his spare time and is rather good at it, he would especially play for his mother and wife all the time they would ask. 

Because he’s so big in stature he tends to make his own garments to fit his own aesthetic, learning to sew from his mother. He would also learn metal working in order to make his own helmets.

Hope you enjoy my little brain dump on these guys, they’re always running through my head and it’s always the fun little tidbits that are the most fun to think about. ^^